In the early morning, the sky is slightly bright.
In the small courtyard, there was a low and chilling trembling sound.
"Sir, Mr. Xie and Mr. Wang are here to visit you..."
Whether it was Xie An or Wang Boyan, the moment they stepped into the courtyard, their eyes froze and their eyes shrank!
All attention was attracted by the shadow of the knife, which was like a sudden moment.
Even at this moment, standing outside the three-foot sword wind, Xie An could still feel the endless strength of the indomitable force.
Domineering and fierce, with the courageous momentum of a thousand troops to overcome difficulties.
"He didn't use any Gang Qi, and the sword he used was just a white iron sword, but he was able to perform such a powerful performance." There was only shock in Wang Boyan's eyes: "In just three days, his sword skills were able to perform to such an extent. !”
The power of the sword is strong and powerful, and the energy rushes through the mountains and rivers. You have definitely mastered the essence of sword technique!
There was a hint of thought in Xie An's eyes: If at this moment, the sword stirred up Gang Qi, how could he resist such a sword force?
The movements became faster and faster, the air flow lingered in the air, and the sword's power was like a wave.
The white iron sword in Chen Xiu's hand fell against the wind.
At this moment, the surrounding airflow seemed to be completely absorbed by the long knife.
When the knife falls, it has endless power.
In Xie An's eyes, this sword was like a thunderbolt, coming down from the sky and striking for the sky. It was infinitely powerful and powerful!
The endless smoke and dust spread out like ocean waves, causing the huge mansion to tremble slightly.
"Huhuhu——"
Chen Xiu's chest rose and fell slightly, and there was a bit of excitement in his eyes.
After returning to the Xuanjing Division, he began to practice hard behind closed doors.
This sword is his own sword technique that he created based on the tyranny of the Heavenly God's Thunder, the sword-rolling technique he had learned as the guideline, and his understanding of "The Thirty-Six Wonderful Skills of Overturning Heaven".
"Bah bang bang!"
The sound of applause sounded, Xie An clapped his hands gently, and there was a bit of emotion in his words: "Congratulations to Brother Chen, you won the three tastes of the sword."
"Brother Xie said this, which somewhat offended me."
Chen Xiudan laughed, and the white iron knife in his hand fell gently into the dust.
"The control of power is a bit subtle." Wang Boyan's eyes fell on the trembling blade, and he felt a little surprised in his heart.
Swinging the sword so fiercely and domineeringly, the blade is still intact, which shows his exquisite control of power.
"However, since both Brother Xie and Brother Wang are here."
There was a hint of anticipation in Chen Xiu's eyes: "I'm afraid the Red Cliff Altar will be opened soon, right?"
"About an hour."
Xie Andan smiled calmly: "There are already lights and shadows emerging on the river bank now. Ji Qingqing and your brother have already passed by first."
Chen Xiu casually held the long black knife, and lightning arcs appeared on the blade: "Then let's go too."
South of Kuaiji County.
In the sky above the surging river, there seemed to be light and shadow like broken walls emerging.
Vaguely visible is the extremely mottled building ship.
It was dumped into the river, and the blackened area already had the meaning of decay.
"Is this the legendary building ship of the Northern Wei Dynasty? Why does it feel similar to a river ship?" A slightly childish young warrior discussed softly.
"Time passes, the years change, and the dynasties have changed so much. Now, how much heroism and unrestrainedness can still be retained, and how much grandeur and magnificence are still there!"
Xie An stared at the increasingly clear shadow of the dilapidated building and boat, and let out some emotion.
In such a dilapidated state, where can we still see the legendary Northern Wei Dynasty dragon overlord who crossed the south of the Yangtze River with a chain of iron ropes?
boom!
Huge flames surged above the river.
The shadow of a huge phoenix disappeared in an instant.
The crowd was almost boiling at this moment.
The endless breath of heaven and earth exploded in the void.
Time seemed to have stood still.
The shadow of a huge building and ship appeared between his eyes.
"Hold your breath and concentrate, waiting for the light and shadow to envelope you." Xie An's warning sounded.
Chen Xiu's eyes were filled with brilliant firelight.
When I looked up, I saw a deck as thick as steel under my feet, and a tall ship like a mountain in front of me.
Thick iron cables span the rivers, connecting huge buildings and ships to each other.
From a distance, it looks like towering mountains breaking through the waves.
But at this moment, everything is shrouded in brilliant firelight.
Black smoke billowed all over the sky, and the breath of fire was choking.
On both sides, there are rolling rivers.
Cold and quiet!
The deck was filled with sticky blood, and there was a burning smell of blood.
The huge flag fell among the flames, and the pale blue king flag with the word "Cao" could be faintly seen.
"This is the tooth flag, representing the commander-in-chief of the Chinese army."
Chen Xiu looked around and walked towards the depths very cautiously: "Now that the Yaqi has fallen to the ground, Cao Wei must have been defeated. My current location should be on a certain main ship that was linked by iron chains in the past."
His fingers passed over the Qiankun bag at his waist, and the parchment fell into his palm.
"The most important place is the huge Red Cliff Altar. They are the building boat representing Cao Mengde, the overlord of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the Dongfeng Altar that can call the wind and rain to change the yin and yang of the sky, and the Qin Tower where Zhou Lang plays the qin to stimulate the fire of karma."
His eyes fell on the flame-mottled, seemingly slightly tilted ship.
"I hope that I can harvest treasures from this square building and boat."
Chen Xiu murmured and stepped into the firelight alone.
The long knife, lingering with thunder, slipped from the palm of his hand.
Wherever he went, there were extremely scorched corpses.
boom!
The black knife in his hand fell down, and as the sword energy surged, the iron door filled with flames exploded.
This is the deepest part of the ship here.
It is also the place where the Martial God Canon guides him.
Even though the two sides are extremely mottled, with flames burning and thick smoke, you can still get a glimpse of the luxury inside.
What caught Chen Xiu's eyes was a cold halberd that shone with cold light.
In the cold and evil atmosphere, it even turned into the phantom of the white tiger that represented killing!
The halberd is sharp and the crescent moon is like a knife.
Even though countless years have passed, we can still feel the edge of the times.
"Crescent Halberd."
Chen Xiu murmured softly.
If this world is not bad in his memory.
The owner of this crescent halberd is very unusual.
In the Northern Wei Dynasty, the first of the five good generals was Zhang Wenyuan.
"Even though time has passed, it still has such power today."
Chen Xiu slowly took hold of the crescent halberd and put it into the Qiankun bag.
At this time, the huge ship trembled.
Chen Xiu rushed out of the deck and looked up.
From the distant sky, a mountain of flaming arrows and crossbows fell!
There was a gorgeous fire blooming among the corpses not far from the Dongfeng Altar.
Xie An looked at the flaming arrows and crossbows that were pouring down from the sky, a bit of chill appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't help but cursed: "What kind of bastard is this, he actually teleported to the Soochow Arrow Platform."
"This is going to kill us all!"
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